Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Not An Angel

When you come to me with that amount of excitement
Your story flows like a river stream
Your eyes were sparkling tiny stars

When I hold your hand
Your enchanting crescent smile
Stuffing my heart with all of your lovable self

You weren’t an angel

Saturday, August 15, 2015

10 Years of Peace

10 years ago
In a country far away
Two hands shook

10 years ago
The sacred paper was signed
Raising back hope in people eyes

10 years ago
People gather in a mass prayer
Begging God to bless our land with peace

10 years ago
Both party finally put down their guns
Agreeing on a mutual mission
Knitting back the torn peace

To stop war on this land
To stop tainting our soil with blood
…and our river with corpse
To stop suspecting people blindly
To stop planting grenade in the ground